That night, Beatrice couldn't stop thinking about Tobias. She wondered if he was thinking about her at all. She couldn't get over the new nickname he had given her. She actually rather liked it. Tris. She hoped see would see Tobias at school tomorrow.

Her father had cooled off about the whole thing. When he talked with her today, he was actually concerned that she could have been hurt instead of being angry about her "part" in it all. She had conceded that she wouldn't be running into any dark alleys anytime soon and if she saw or heard something like that again, she would go get help. That made her father happy and she was glad he wasn't still mad at her.

While she was with her family at dinner, Beatrice announced that she would be doing her community service requirement at the fractionless soup kitchen near the school. Her mom was happy because she had spent a lot of her time there recently. She said she would introduce Beatrice to all the abnegation she knew that worked there and help her get set up. Beatrice mentioned one of her teachers had told her they had an opening for someone her age. No one mentioned what happened the previous day at dinner and Beatrice was glad of it.

Beatrice saw Tobias at school a few times, but she could never get close enough to talk to him without being extremely obvious. He was older than her and in none of her classes. Near the end of the week, she thought maybe she would never get to talk to him again. Maybe he didn't even want to see her anymore.

The weekend came and it was Beatrice's first day volunteering at the soup kitchen. She wasn't completely thrilled with this arrangement but she was glad that she would get her requirement over with for the year. She couldn't help but think that if she stayed in abnegation after her choosing, this definitely would not be her favorite part. Her mom came with her and introduced her to everyone. Beatrice's jaw practically dropped when she met the last person she was introduced to at the complex.

"And this is Tobias, Marcus Eaton's son. Your going to help him unpack the amity trucks on Saturdays."

Tobias chuckled at her surprise, "We already met." Beatrice smiled back at him.

"Great, well, I'll leave you to it then."

Beatrice waited until they were alone to say something. "Well, looks like we get to spend more time together." She jumped up on the truck and starting handing bags over to Tobias.

"Don't sound so excited," Tobias said sarcastically with a smile in his eyes.

"No, it's just that volunteering isn't my favorite thing."

Tobias laughed. "How very un-abnegation of you."

"Well, don't tell anyone. I don't want people knowing about that," a little worried that maybe she said too much.

"Don't worry, your secret's safe with me. I just do this to get out of the house. But I'm happy to see you here. It will be nice to have a friend."

Beatrice smiled at that. Maybe this community service thing wouldn't be so bad. They worked for a while in silence and then Beatrice got up the courage to ask what she's been wanting to know since that day in the alley, "I wanted to ask about what happened after you left with the dauntless that night." She jumped off the truck and stood face to face with Tobias.

Tobias stiffened at her words and Beatrice knew he probably wanted to talk about just about anything other than this. "The patrol took us right to my father. He sent Eric away and basically, blamed me for all of it." He paused and looked at Beatrice. His eyes softened. "I don't understand why he doesn't get things when it comes to me, why he always thinks the worst of me. He didn't even really listen to what I had to say about it. He basically just wanted to know who was there so no one else would find out about it. He called your father right away." Tobias mood had drastically changed. Beatrice realized that bringing this up right now was probably not a good idea and started to regret it.

"Tobias, you did nothing wrong."

"I know that, but that's how it is with him." He touched his eye, the swelling had gone down considerably and for a moment, Beatrice thought he was going to tell her about how Marcus treated him. But he just said "It won't happen for long now. As soon as I can choose, I'm getting the hell out of Abnegation."

Beatrice was taken aback by this. She felt like someone had just slapped her. He was going to leave. She had started to think that maybe they could get closer. She didn't want to lose him now that she was starting to get to know him. But then again he didn't owe her anything and she knew that. It's not like they were dating or anything. But somehow she was hurt that he wanted to leave the faction; that he wanted to leave her behind. He must have sensed her reaction. He came closer to her and put his hand on her cheek. "I didn't plan to meet you, Tris. This is definitely going to make it harder to leave."

Beatrice didn't know what to say. His touch had sent electricity throughout her whole body. She didn't want him to take his hand away so she put her hand on his. "It's not like your leaving tomorrow." She couldn't believe this was actually happening. He actually felt something for her too.

"No, I'm not leaving tomorrow."

He took a step closer and leaned into her. She looked into his eyes; they were the darkest blue that she had even seen. He was so close to her now, she could feel his breath. He closed the distance between them and their lips touched. Beatrice swore she could hear her own heartbeat. She felt his soft lips on hers and she felt herself light up. She wanted this moment to last forever. But just like that, it was over. He pulled away and Beatrice opened her eyes. He was smiling at her. All of his worry and anger had melted away and she could see Tobias, as he should be, a carefree teenager without a care in the world. She smiled back at him.